all for

The frame of life in vibgyor, washed
in tears of times, long gone by
Where seasons come and seasons go-
Tales all scribbled on sands of time

Some prose is left, some verse unscored
Some emotions too, seem to hide
Acts of life sans direction look-
A sound of silence resonates inside!

The question words- no options but!
Vacuum around answers not
To strive… to seek, another surge
To turn the page and race the clock.

Ifs and buts… conditions of life
Fulcrum of existence, rhythm divine?
Flashes, imaginations, to live the moment-
The zephyr soothes the soul betide.

The winds of change, the dusk to dawn
Hope, the opium, the pleasure of pain!
Numb in parts, the heart aches though
Awaiting the spark… the night sky glow!

Some chapters written, some characters play
They stop by short and then move on
No time to witness, no time to feel;
No time for ‘chance’, no time for heal

Complex numbers, divine logics
The simple dream, the unabashed love!
Ungoverned by clause, rule or reason
Sung in glory, faith ‘n trust

Turn the page, move on time
Words all scribbled like black slaves march!
Who would reason, who would try
Who would hold… and not hold back?

If wishes were true, if the stars would fall
If the sound of music enchants the soul
The smile of love radiates to shine
For the present ‘perfect’… the futures behold!

Thoughts do meander and thoughts do let
Dreams… desires germinate within-
A hapless smile, a bliss divine-
Lost in translation… to remain unseen.